Late Night Haze//I wrote this too.

The alarm clock shines through the darkness,

flashing the time like the sun through

dusty gray clouds.

Half awake, and half asleep.
Like living while dead,
I cannot think.
Cannot feel.
Just the late night haze...
Like a warm embrace, keeping me safe.

I am dreaming.

A flash of something shiny,

a snippit of laughter.

I am awake.

My breathing is loud,

the shadows along the wall are tall.

I close my eyes and let sleep over come,

eager to slip away into the warm

and endless summer.